Supreme Magus

Chapter 3315 A Mother’s Love (Part 2)

Chapter 3315  A Mother’s Love (Part 2)

"No, it doesn't make sense!" Ripha replied. "I've seen what she can do and this has never happened before. Elysia hasn't asked me to do anything, she made my hair move against my will.

"Can you do the same, Lith? Do you have this degree of control over your Demons?"

"It's possible but right now I can't." He shrugged. "I evolved in this form and I'm still getting used to it. Elysia, instead, was born a Tiamat. She can do by instinct things I need to discover and train for."

"La." Elysia sucked on a lock of hair, unaware of the content of the conversation, only of its general tone. "Mama?"

The babble word made Ripha's dead heart beat again.

"No, sweetie." Solus rushed to explain. "The beautiful lady looks like mommy Solus and is bound to your father, but she's not your mother. Elysia, this is Auntie Ripha. Say-"

"Grandmother Ripha." Menadion glared at Solus, cutting her short. "If I have to stay here and you won't give me a grandchild, I'll take what I can. Elysia has our hair, after all."

"Mom!" Solus blushed up to her ears. "She's not related to me more than you are to Aunt Loka or Friya! Having six elemental streaks-"

"Gama!" Elysia giggled.

As long as she was fed and loved by her parents, the number of grandparents was but a minor detail to her.

"How smart you are!" Ripha tickled the baby, making her giggle. "Can you say Ripha?"

"La." Elysia shook her head.

"Close enough. As I said, I'll take what I can." Menadion caressed the baby. "Prepare yourself, old lizard. Your measly trinkets will pale in comparison with the toys I'll make for her."

"Dream on, old hag." Leegaain scoffed. "Even if that was the case, I'll be the favorite grandparent the moment Elysia sees the treasure hoard I've prepared for her. I'm not above bribing children to like me."

"Speaking of children and introductions, Elysia, I want you to meet your younger brother." Kamila neared her scaled hands to the baby.

"Wait, didn't you do that already?" Lith asked.

"No, silly. There was no celebration in your absence. I wanted to share this moment with you." She replied, making Menadion miss her husband even more.

Elysia was confused by the sudden development. Her mother had never had scales, making their conversations most frustrating. Her young brain dismissed it as Kamila being an airhead and grabbed her finger after shapeshifting into a Tiamat.

"Ba?" Elysia felt something besides her mother on the other side.

A level of peacefulness and silence she had never experienced before, not from herself or even from her father while he was asleep. It wasn't quite a person but the potential of something that with time would become one.

The feeling spread to all aspects of Elysia's life force, creating a bond with the unborn child. It was the third person the baby girl had ever met who resonated with her almost in a perfect tune.

The first was her mother. During the final months of gestation, Elysia had become cognizant of many things by experiencing the world around Kamila through the sensations shared by the Dragon scales.

The second was her father, who Elysia had only felt through Kamila until the day she had been born.

Elysia had never understood why the bond with her mother had been lost and its restoration filled her with joy. The love and affection Kamila felt for her eclipsed the quiet peace of the embryo but Elysia loved them both because one heralded the other.

"No, he's not a bad boy." Lith tutted. "He's your little brother. Say something nice to him."

"Ba? Ba, ba. Ba!" Elisya was indignant. How could her father confuse two completely different words?

"She's saying that the ba for bad and the ba for brother are not the same thing." Kamila translated through the scales. "To her, tone and feelings make them two completely different words."

"It makes no sense to me, but alright." Lith offered Elysia his finger to receive a nonsensical lesson about baby speak.

"What about me?" Baba Yaga asked with a hopeful tone.

"Baba." Elysia grunted.

"It still means very bad, sorry." Kamila translated.

"Bribing it is." The Mother sighed.

While everyone talked with Solus to know how she felt and learn the fate of the World Tree, Lith moved toward Salaark.

"I know it's still early but I'm already starving, Grandma. Can I get some food, please?" His enhanced metabolism was healing his scars while the tower refilled his core with mana but both depended on his body to respectively produce and withstand energy.

"I knew something like this could happen so I've prepared a feast for you, Featherling." At a clap of Salaark's hands, the curtains of the room opened, letting in a long line of servants bringing dishes of every size.

Long rectangular tables appeared out of thin air, lined up against the walls to leave the center space for the guests. Refreshments were also brought in in gilded jugs, spreading the smell of fresh juices, spicy wines, and frothing brews.

Also, the top of the tent became transparent, letting sunlight in to feed and replenish the Abomination side of her guests. It was the first time Ripha experienced hunger again, especially a kind sunlight could quell.

"I knew it would happen but it still feels weird, like I've become a plant." She muttered.

"Isn't it early for alcohol?" Raaz asked.

"It's always evening somewhere." Salaark shrugged. "Don't worry. I don't plan to make a habit of this. It's just that you can celebrate the conception of your grandchild only once and you can't choose the time."

Lith, Solus, and the Eldritches focused on the food. They were all starving from the battle and Solus hadn't gotten a real meal since the day she had been captured.

Lith picked a tall glass of water for himself but Kamila replaced it with a large mug of his favorite Maekosh ale.

"I know you probably won't drink again until the pregnancy is over. Consider it as you toasting for the three of us." She said.

"Eat aplenty, dear." Ripha filled Solus' plate with nutritious food she picked from the various trays. "Just go easy on the sweets like we agreed, okay?"

Solus choked on her food, the chuckles and sneers from those who knew her only made her embarrassment worse.

"We didn't agree on anything, Mom! That was your idea and I was just too busy dodging spells and blades to have an argument with you while we escaped from the Tree!" Her face flushed all the way to her ears.

"Elina, help me out, please." Ripha turned to Lith's mother who was bringing him seconds of his favorite dishes. She had cooked them to allay her anxiety while waiting for her son's return.

"Wouldn't Epphy look better without the extra kilos?" Ripha pinched Solus' belly to highlight the problem, unwittingly ashaming her to death.

"Uhm…" Elina was at a loss for words, torn between honesty and motherly affection.

"Mom!" Solus glared at Elina, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Solus is a beautiful woman as she is." It was enough to tilt the scales toward affection.